Wish

I wish it was springI wish it was your houseWe'd invite the beggarsHanging 'bout your front fenceWish I was your treeI wish I could bend and bowLike the branch of ashBum idols for loveI wish we could dressIn only happy cloaksAnd blow rave wavesTo the lily pondI wish I was your mirrorGive you up my wandWish I was your mirrorBe your fine shineWish I was a nomadLiving in your landAn Irish tinkerDrinking juice of rose>From your handWish I was a beggarWaiting at your doorI wish we could dressIn only happy cloaksAnd blow rave wavesTo the lily pondI wish I was your mirrorGive you up my wandWish I was your mirrorBe your fine shineI wish I could rushTo see the first sunRise to your callBum idols for love